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“Seeing as you’ve been so good, I’ll let you decide.” I keep thrusting my fingers inside her as I speak. “My tongue, my fingers or my cock?”

With my fingers curled inside her, her back arches, and I break into a grin. She’s struggling to hold it together.

“I need your cock inside me, Miki.”

“Excellent choice, baby.”

I pull my fingers away, lift her trembling body, and help her stand.

“I’ve wanted to tie you up so badly for weeks.”

Bringing her to the X cross mounted on the wall, I pull down on the chains connected to handcuffs.

“Stay facing the cross and bend over.”

A mischievous grin dances on her lips as she looks at me.

“Aren’t I supposed to get on my knees in front of it and pray?”

My fingers trace the curve of her chin as I lean down, my lips ghosting over hers.

“By all means, if you want to get down on your knees for my cock, go ahead. But you’ll be begging for it, not praying.”

With a forceful smack, our lips collided, the impact sending a jolt through me.

“Maybe I’ll pray that I don’t choke to death.” She winks. With a firm grip on her waist, I push her down until she is bent over.

Securing her wrists in the cuffs connected to the chains, I pause for a minute, letting her anticipation mount while I go grab the leather flogger.

I run the tails delicately down her back, admiring how she’s spread her legs for me, letting me see her glistening pussy. It’s ready for me to fuck.

The flogger cracks sharply as I flick my wrist and strike her with it. A raw, desperate cry rips from her throat, calling my name, and I can’t take it anymore.

I need to be inside her.

I release my cock from my pants and firmly grip her hips as I push as deep into her as I can.

“Fuck, iskorka. So good.”

With one hand firmly on her ass to hold her in place, I grip her shoulder with the other, meaning I can hit that bit harder.

I pound into her with force, not holding back and adding in the occasional smack on her ass.

I go so hard my ears ring as my climax nears.

“Miki!” Her screams tear through the room.

“Now!” I don’t have any other words in me.

I grunt out her name as I spill into her. It rips through me violently.

I let her ride out her orgasm, gently thrusting inside her, feeling her walls tighten on my cock.

“Such a good girl, aren’t you?” I praise her, stroking her back. “There is no escaping me, iskorka. Mine forever.” I tell her as I withdraw.

With a click of the cuffs, I carefully lay her spent body on the bed. Her dark curls, damp with sweat, sprawl across the cool cotton sheets. The silence is heavy, broken only by the faint thump of my own heart.

Like a fucking angel sent to the devil himself.

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